The Journey of the Empress of Quick Travel

"No, please, don't do this to me..."

She begged, her voice trembling endlessly.

"Even...even if, because of our friendship in escaping together, and because of the fact that I saved you, don't do this to me..."

Feng Ling cried, tears falling down.

Mo Lingqiu looked at her, a trace of pity flashing in his eyes.

He let go of his hand and took a step back, as if giving her a safe distance.

However, the next moment, his words made Feng Ling's heart sink.

"Okay, since the master is unwilling, the subordinates will naturally not force the master."

He looked at her meaningfully,

"but……"

Mo Lingqiu paused slightly, then burst into a faint smile and said softly:

"I just don't know how long Ying Xiaojiu can hold on? Anyway, this time the Valley Master and the Building Master sent out three groups of killers. They all received death orders and must bring back the body of the traitor Xiaojiu."

"In order to act as a deterrent, they plan to punish him with a thousand cuts to serve as a warning to those killers who intend to defect."

"This is the price of betrayal!"

He specially emphasized the word "corpse", and the murderous intent in his eyes could hardly be concealed.

Obviously, Mo Lingqiu did not lie.

After hearing this, Feng Ling couldn't help but swayed a few times. She tried her best to lean on the edge of the table behind her and managed to stabilize her shaky figure.

Tears fell down again.

She thought about the fate that Xiao Jiu might suffer, and her face became paler and paler.

I felt as if I had fallen into an abyss from which I could not escape.

After a long time, Feng Ling raised her eyes and looked at Mo Lingqiu in front of her. Her eyes were full of despair.

"Are you... telling the truth?"

Feng Ling asked with difficulty.

Mo Lingqiu smiled softly, seemingly satisfied with her desperate expression at the moment.

Slowly put away the weapon and continued:

"Otherwise? Do you think I will use this matter to deceive you?"

"If you want Xiaojiu to live, it's actually very simple. As long as you are willing to pay some price, I will naturally find a way to save his life."

"But if you're not willing to give anything, why should I take the risk to help you? This is too much of a disadvantage for me."

Closing her eyes, Feng Ling experienced a fierce struggle in her heart, but when she opened her eyes, she had already made a decision.

Feng Ling tried to control the trembling in her voice and asked in a weak voice:

"What should I do to satisfy you?"

Hearing this, Mo Lingqiu couldn't help but tighten his fingers holding the sword hilt, and his eyes became cold.

It was as if it was unbelievable that she could actually do this for that man.

"You want me to satisfy you, don't you?"

Feng Ling's tone was cold.

Mo Lingqiu's eyes became colder and colder,

"very good!"

"Then, take off your clothes first, and then come into my arms. You don't need me to teach you these things, right?"

Feng Ling raised her head suddenly, a tear falling from the corner of her eye.

His eyes were filled with despair after being humiliated.

However, when she thought that Ying Xiaojiu was still in danger, Feng Ling had to give in to Mo Lingqiu.

In the end, Feng Ling bit her lip, trying to suppress the humiliation in her heart. The fingers on the belt began to tremble uncontrollably...

However, when he saw Feng Ling's fingers undoing her belt, Mo Lingqiu's face turned completely cold.

He originally just wanted to test what she could do for the traitor, and deliberately used this method to test her.

He originally thought that she just didn't want to get married, so he escaped with Ying Xiaojiu.

But what does that count now?

Would she rather be humiliated by him and lose her innocence than save the traitor's life?

Do you like him that much?

I like it to such an extent that I can throw away my self-esteem without any scruples and don’t want anything else?

Thinking of this, Mo Lingqiu's anger and jealousy, which he had finally suppressed, surged into his heart again.

His expression became distorted and his reason disappeared.

I was extremely jealous in my heart, but there was nothing I could do about the person in front of me.

At this moment, Mo Lingqiu's breathing began to become unsmooth. He had never been so angry.

How could she do this? Why can Ying Xiaojiu get all her love?

Why could she do this for him?

Why can that traitor have all this?

Damn Ying Xiaojiu!

He will definitely kill him!

Will definitely kill him!

The moment Feng Ling's outer garment fell off, the anger in Mo Lingqiu's heart burned brightly.

He was so angry that veins appeared on the back of his hands. He grabbed her wrist, pulled her hard in front of him, and his tone became cold.

"Are you crazy? How dare you do this! Mo Fengling, look what you are like now? For Ying Xiaojiu, for a damn traitor, have you given up even the last bit of your self-respect?"

"But Xiaojiu..."

Before Feng Ling could finish her words, she was rudely interrupted by Mo Lingqiu.

"Shut up, I don't want to hear his name right now."

Feng Ling shivered in fright and immediately closed her mouth.

Mo Lingqiu continued to sarcastically say,

"You are really good at it. It's inappropriate to leave a good young lady alone and have to live such a fearful and precarious life with a slave and a traitor."

"What kind of ecstasy soup did Ying Xiaojiu pour into you to make you do this for him?"

Feng Ling shivered and shrank in his arms, protecting her chest with her hands, not sure whether it was because of the cold or shame.

Tears fell one by one, and soon the clothes on his chest were soaked.

Mo Lingqiu's hand tightened around Feng Ling's waist.

It was so tight that Feng Ling felt like she could hardly breathe, and her waist must have been bruised.

But the man in front of him still knew nothing.

Until he had enough ridicule and saw the trembling and embarrassed look of the man in his arms, even greater anger welled up in his heart.

Even though she was already so scared, she still dared to provoke him.

Mo Lingqiu turned away, directly used the scabbard to lift up the skirt on the ground, then wrapped the person up with force, and said with a cold but extremely irritable expression:

"Put your clothes on quickly!"

After hearing this, Feng Ling glanced at him fearfully, tears instantly welling up in her eyes. She clearly didn't understand what Mo Lingqiu meant.

"Are you unwilling?"

Mo Lingqiu's face suddenly became very ugly. He moved his mouth, but when his eyes touched her pale complexion, he finally suppressed it and stopped saying those embarrassing words.

"If you dare to say these nonsense again, I will kill you now."

Mo Lingqiu then turned his back to Feng Ling and remained silent for a moment.

Feng Ling's face instantly turned pale.

Mo Lingqiu's frown deepened, and he said in a deep voice:

"I refuse not because I don't want to, but because there is no man in this world worthy of your pleasing me in this way. Get dressed quickly and I will take you to him."

After hearing what Mo Lingqiu said, Feng Ling was slightly stunned.

But soon, she started arranging her clothes in a hurry.